Thick, Soft Grass
Strolling on the warm sea sand,
Feeling the grains between our toes,
The moonlight reflecting brightly
On the calm ocean swells,
We’d find a secluded nook
Among the dunes where the grass
Grew thick and soft and we would
Spread our rug on the ground.
Alongside each other we would lie
Looking upwards at the skies,
Watching for shooting stars
To grant our hearts’ desires.